Alanis's cover of Seal's "Crazy" is excellent. Which further perpetuates my love for Alanis. Even the albums no one else liked. I feel a bit like Emma Thompson in Love Actually when she says "Joni Mitchell is the woman who taught your cold, English wife how to feel." But for me, it's Alanis, and I'm a cold, cynical, single, American girl.

In other news, my writer's block is still holding me captive. Fucker.

I am bored out of my mind and hoping to find a way to escape this house tomorrow. Anyone interested? I should call Allie.


Finally, a little Alanis for your evening.

Fourteen years,
Thirty minutes,
Fifteen seconds I've
Held this grudge.

Eleven songs,
Four full journals,
Thoughts of punishment
I've expended.

[...]
You've been villified,
Used as fodder,
You deserve a piece
Of every record.

But who's it hurting now?
Who's the one that's stuck?
Who's it torturing now
With an antique knot in her stomach?